These small hours....

Hours spent crying....and all I can hear in my head is her voice. I changed and I hurt her, and now I'm going to lose her forever, people can say that I only miss having someone to call mine but that's not it at all....I miss her touch, they way her voice calmed the demons in my head and the way she could just hold me and make everything feel better. I don't know if you'll read this but as I stand here leaving for work, knowing what I know and having to live with what I did, the only thing that comes to mind is will there ever be a way for me to win you back....

"These small hours, these little wonder, these twists and turns of fate. Time falls away."